Blackmailed For Love

He didn't knock as he entered the small file room.He stood there and looked around, if he was impressed by the work I'd had done in just two days he didn't say it.

Instead when his eyes came back to me they were as cold and hard as an ice block.

Once upon a time they used to look at me like I was his whole world.

"Get up.We are leaving."

I blinked up at him, not understanding where he was taking me.

His eyes narrowed on me and he said, "You are not doing a good job of following my orders."

Not giving into the urge to roll my eyes, I stood up and grabbed my small purse.

Pressing my hand down to smooth out my skirt, I rounded the desk and I asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Your home.I decided I'll drop my whore back at her place at the end of the day."

His words made me wince and he saw it as a moment later he grabbed my wrist to pull me in front of him.

His hard eyes caressed my face and he said, "I won't let you forget it.The way I couldn't forget.I'll keep reminding you and myself who you truly are."

I bit down the inside of my cheek and stared back at him.I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing how his words were scratching at my bruised heart.

He gripped my face and dug his fingers into my cheeks as he demanded, "Say it."

One thing about Kristian was, he always lashed out and did everything he could to not be the only one feeling the pain.

When someone hurts him he hurts them back tenfold.

And he didn't know how to stop until his enemy was beaten down and destroyed.

I had seen it with my own eyes.I knew it deep in my bones how far he could go.

So there was no trying to fight it.

Also, I just didn't want to fight him.

He had his demons and I used to be his comforting place despite our age difference but then I turned on him, became the one who broke his trust, and became another person in his list of demons.

"I am a whore." I said, giving him what he wanted.

Or maybe I was just a glutton for punishment His lips twisted.

"Whose?"

"Yours."

Only his.

Ever his.

"That's right.Don't you ever forget that."

He walked out of the room and made me follow him.

Unlike him my steps were hesitant as I followed him, I didn't want him to drop me home.

i had filled out, I had lied about my town, my schooling and

status as a

hadn't filled out any important stuff that would lead the people here to my personal life but now he wanted to drop me home: Please, God, make him have

Nope.

Not on my side.

Like he ever is.

car didn't have

would make it any

lips curved up as a memory

gotten his Ferrari GT and he

how we had spent the

unlocking it on the way and without waiting for me or even without looking in my direction he opened the driver side door

I heard the

to the passenger side before he could get irritated and start to throw more of

I sat down, I tried, I

said, "You don't have to drive me.I can go.I'll take the

He didn't say anything.

a lover as he pulled

minutes later, I knew where he was

Sky Apartments, the wrong address I had written

and tried again, "You can

had a few things

turned to me and he said, "I'll stop and

you want

brows went up on

offer, I didn't have enough

I sighed.

buy

have to suck

drop me off and I will wait for him to leave then I'll

different and longer route back to

ask for the

me sad, more than the fact that I would be late

the car came to a slow stop at the sky

him and said, "Thank

me for a long moment that made me nervous and then, he said, "Let

why he was becoming

knew

my face as I said,

my fate as he opened his

questioned God why he hated me so much as I saw

didn't come and I didn't wait as I opened the door and

side, I blurted out, "You

He arched a brow.

why he couldn't come inside except that he would know that I

wouldn't want to

between us

he stood back against his car, crossed his legs at the

saw the picture

looked like a GQ

that was a combination